“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Continuous sounds echoed through the isolated house, like New Year’s fireworks, and from a distance, one could even see the scattered sparks.
The uncle was blasted into an idiot by Mo Bai.
That potato landmine, swinging a spring onion, charged up like a madman, and just as he thought Mo Bai wanted to engage him in close combat, that scoundrel actually threw the spring onion away again.
Then it exploded again.
This time, the spring onion didn’t even hit him; it just touched the ground and, like the potato, exploded with a bang.
It nearly blew his leg apart.
It was only because Mo Bai’s place was remote and there weren’t many people nearby; otherwise, onlookers would have come to watch the show long ago.
When the spring onions were all thrown, Mo Bai started throwing potatoes, garlic, and radishes; in short, everything that could be grown in the field was thrown out by him.
In fact, towards the end, Mo Bai even felt a sense of exhilaration; he seemed to understand why it was said that art is an explosion.
Throwing bombs, awesome!
“You’re enough!!!”
The uncle, who could no longer stand being bombed, roared and clumsily dodged another wave of explosions: “Wasting food is shameful, you bastard!”
Mo Bai: “?”
“You’re still talking about saving here, are you worthy? I’ll blast you to death!!!”
The uncle was on the verge of tears; if he had known Mo Bai was so terrifying, he would have gone all out from the beginning and instantly killed Mo Bai.
He would definitely not have let him touch spring onions or potatoes.
This was no ordinary person; this was a Burger King.
Are the family members of a Magical Girl all this terrifying?!
However, he didn't know that inside the house, Mo Bai could actually use vegetables as bombs too; it was just that Mo Bai was reluctant to do so.
Mo Mo still had to eat when she came back.
Having no choice but to be bombed, the uncle directly shed his human skin, transforming into a mass of shadow, and quickly approached Mo Bai.
“Hah! Monster, you’ve finally revealed your true form, haven’t you?!”
Mo Bai wasn’t flustered in the slightest; he still had a few cloves of garlic in his pocket. At worst, he would smash one on himself; he wouldn’t take explosion damage anyway.
However, the uncle, now a shadow, did not directly pounce on Mo Bai but instead changed direction and went directly to Mo Bai’s left.
What was on the left?
Mo Bai narrowed his eyes; it was…
His fruit knife for weeding!
Good, good, good, you want to knife me, huh? No way!
Mo Bai raised the garlic, intending to detonate it directly, but unexpectedly, the uncle, who had picked up the knife, threw it directly to Mo Bai.
“Eh?”
Mo Bai, who caught the knife, looked bewildered, not knowing what he wanted to do; throwing a flying knife isn’t done so lightly.
However, Mo Bai soon found that he couldn’t move.
No, it wasn't that he couldn't move; it was that he was performing the same actions as the uncle opposite him.
Under the sparse light, the uncle’s distorted, spreading shadow had, at some unknown point, intertwined with Mo Bai’s shadow!
“Heh, directly devouring a shadow requires very close proximity, but controlling a shadow to make you do the same actions as me doesn’t have as many restrictions…”
The uncle revealed a villainous smile: “Hehehehehehehehehe!!!”
“Go to hell, you ■■!!!”
The uncle, with a knife-wielding posture, swiftly plunged the knife into his own temple.
And Mo Bai, holding the fruit knife, also performed the same action as the uncle, plunging the knife into his own temple.
The blade sank in, leaving only the hilt exposed.
Mo Bai cried out with an exaggerated expression: “Damn it, it’s actually a villager…”
Then, with a cry, he fell to the ground.
He struck the pose of the Commander.
Don’t stop!
“Whew… whew… First a Magical Girl, then a bomb maniac…”
“Are all high school students and shut-ins in East Xia monsters…”
“I almost got blown to death here.” Looking at his considerably weakened body, the uncle approached Mo Bai’s corpse: “I should eat his shadow first and recover.”
“Although a dead person’s shadow has no quality…”
The uncle’s movements suddenly froze: “Why is it that his knife is plunged into his temple, but I don’t see any blood?”
“Also, why is his leg gushing blood?”
The uncle instantly felt something was wrong.
But it was already too late.
“You didn’t expect it, but I’m actually a quack doctor!”
Before Mo Bai even moved the knife, he had already activated his ability 【Quack Doctor’s Scalpel】. Mo Bai could be injured anywhere on his body, but his temple would not be injured.
Mo Bai took a gamble, and fortunately, he won; only his leg gushed a bit of blood, no big deal.
So, it was time for a counterattack!
“Kitchen Queen, First Bomb, Chain Explosion, Activate!”
“I told you, your swimsuit shines in the sky!”
At a distance of only a few centimeters from the uncle, Mo Bai detonated all his bombs; the huge explosion directly hit the uncle’s face.
And this time, without the protection of human skin, it was the uncle’s true body that met the explosion.
Without a doubt.
He was finished.
Perhaps he had a dozen ways to kill Mo Bai, perhaps his theoretical strength was indeed stronger than Mo Bai’s, perhaps he still had many skills he hadn’t used, but he had already lost.
For this, he paid the price of his life.
This seemingly accidental outcome was, in fact, the inevitable result caused by multiple factors.
In the chess room, five shadows slowly disappeared from this world.
Their karma is repaid, my grievances are gone.
When the firelight dissipated and Mo Bai confirmed that the opponent was completely dead, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
The effects of adrenaline gradually faded, and the wound on his thigh made Mo Bai grimace in pain: “Ow, ow, ow, ow…”
“Eh, wait, I won, I really won! The final winning move was actually this unreliable quack doctor’s scalpel?”
“He really is a good doctor!”
Mo Bai sighed, limping to his feet: “By the way, can I ask for leave tomorrow?”
“With such a serious injury, I should be able to ask for leave, right?”
“Also, how should I explain it to my sister when she comes home? Should I say my potato genes mutated and I really grew potato landmines?”
“And…” Mo Bai frowned: “Why didn’t I see the components of this monster?”
When he had the upper hand, continuously bombing the monster with potatoes, Mo Bai had tried to see its components, but the monster, in the form of the uncle, had a blank space above his head; he couldn’t see anything.
Thinking about it carefully, Mo Bai couldn’t see the components of animals like dogs or cats either, and this monster was definitely not human, which meant that…
His golden finger could only see human components?
Mo Bai nodded: “Then this seems to be useful for identifying whether someone is truly human or not.”
Am I human?! Am I truly human?!!
A glance at Ding Zhen, identified as deceased.
Also a poet of the Wan Quan Department.
“Alright, don’t think so much for now; I should go back and bandage myself up first…”
What a shame for his twenty-dollar pants.
But…
Mo Bai scratched his head and picked up a box from his lawn: “What is this… thing?”
“It seems to have fallen from that monster.”
“Loot drop?”
Mo Bai fumbled with it a few times and quickly understood the box’s mechanism, pressing a few times to open it.
Then, he looked at a withered, thin finger inside the box and fell into contemplation.
This finger, why did it look somewhat familiar?
“Holy crap! Nuo?!”,
“So I’m a sports student???”